(featuring Jadakiss)
You know, situation like Sometimes you know you gotta give to the community Gotta these motherfuckers how to wipe them thangs off y'know? Teach 'em a somethin
Pick you up, off your feet like a forklift, but it's the four-fifth red, your brain leakin them sauces Like an, leavin 'em nauseous, when I aim at your bosses Put a pep in that bop you walk with When my tec at reinforcements I could never be a victim, but the I endorsed it Spittin that real, y'all just cough it Like in my lungs, motherfucker I'm more sick You turn them off, I put 'em on so they on this You game grammar school, mines metamorphic Dem fools ain't killin nuttin in the club, they all My intent is to that ass up, leave 'em all drenched See a few cups of liquor can offset Got a little paper, I stressin, they all press Ain't sellin records, they come at me for press When they realize it's real them dudes out coppin vests Better how to
repeat 2X] Wipe, them guns off, get that money Wipe, a smile, off ain't nuttin funny Show, you motherfuckers, just how you get, when your feet are touchin (kid a nigga / yeah, he one of ours) *
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P gunna, shots stay a up out them hammers at light speed, it a hot summer in New York, New - a.k.a. Ground Zero The Big Apple, with the worms in the (eww) The White Castle, the Empire The home of that Magazine new face Metropolis of the world, I'll show you where I from by how the cash stack, and how I a gun bust But look past that, and how a killer be Imagine the concert, they dancin on they Shorty mad gettin stained, she near about to faint She never saw a dirty nigga like, P With mad in his chain, she tryin hard not to blink Don't wanna miss a thing, the that we sing Mad diamonds in his chain, she tryin hard not to Don't wanna miss a thing, the that we sing BANG!
My niggaz can't stop us Ev'rysince we got our hands on the AR's, the S, and the choppers All of them is filled to the top the vest poppers We can get it on with America's Coppers Soon as the lead pop you, whoever don't it to the or wake can catch you on Ted Koppel I'm a thumper, you just a gay nigga with a rainbow sticker on your bumper They say life is short, death is That makes it even harder to my hunger And I wanna polly y'all, I'm a zone of my own Sorta like Tom talkin to that volleyball A "Cast Away," I'll blast if you broke tomorrow, get cash today And even it's hard, niggaz is on they job It's the Ryders and the Mobb, before my starve we'll